Dirt, knees blown out of
my jeans from digging it.
(Mom had to buy
“ToughSkins”
to keep me from ruining them)
Soccer, lemonade
Kittens & Poodle
Tree House Fort
Cicada swarm hatching
Scaling the trees
Ready to turn from green
to chocolate brown
A Texas thunderstorm watched
from the porch swing
As childhood fades
with this old age
It seems like I remember—
It’s Always Summer
in the Backyard
I don’t know what else to say
if I Lose You
I’d loose my way
For you are the Light
that keeps me strong
When in darkness
I sit and long
For you, the one
who makes me whole
The other part
of my divided soul
And on and on, my love
together we’ll stay…
Until we’re stardust
in the Milky Way
The 12 Apostles took flight
Lumbering wings ‘gainst an ombre sky
Large wings and Long necks
Dangling feet tucked back a bit
A group effort to form up the point
Long journey ahead. Trade offs at the front.
For these prehistoric cranes
share the burden of the drain.
See, a bird alone can’t bear the brunt
of gale force winds and turbulence.
But, when leaders trade
and share their power,
the Whole Flock flies
a whole lot faster
a whole lot farther…